Stressed To Tears - And Then It's Hilarious

...so it's not hilarious yet, but a girl can hope.
My husband and I just added a second motor route for the Lincoln Journal Star job we have at ghastly hours of the morning. That tallys up to about 100 stops on the route. Our '99 Oldsmobile Aurora with iffy breaks and 18mpg in town, at best, did not like it so much. This car has over 150k miles on it. We moved, with three trips, our junk from Fort Worth, Texas, to here and it's also suffered through a trip across Nebraska. And that's just the torture we put it through since we bought it last Christmas!
Anyways, the car had been showing it's extreme displeasure with the route by heating the car up to about 250 degrees. Yeah...I know...bad.
Yesterday it gave up. We're talking bordering on 300 degrees. Then, with a simple turn of the corner...snap. ...No temperature gauge...gas gauge...a/c...essentially, our entire computer quit working. I drove it home, walking quite a bit so I wouldn't have to make unnecessary turns to finish the route, praying that the darn thing wouldn't explode since I could no longer read the temperature, and praying I didn't get pulled over, since I also had no idea how fast or slow I was going.
At home, after a grueling two and a half hours on the route, when it's normally about two and not so stressful, we got home to realize that my husband's cell phone fell out at one of those hundred houses on the route. Yeah.
At home we slept for a couple of hours...the only hours my husband slept today. I had managed a couple of hours before we got up at 2:30. Anyway, we were awoken by a call from our boss on the other paper route, The Penny Press. We received the papers we had been short and had to go deliver those papers. Normally we drive to a centralized spot, park it and walk the route, as it is a walking route. No such luck. We walked the ten or so blocks with the bags of papers today.
I drove the now frightening car that also had quit power-locking the doors to three dealerships in town looking for new cars. ...oh, and this was after an hour on the phone with the bank demanding my C.D. money that they were supposed to send us a month ago. This was also during the time when our entire apartment building had been shut off from running water for most of the morning and a bit of the afternoon.
After driving around, we found a '03 Kia Spectra, and, with everything, it was just under $7k and only 42k miles on it. ...my husband got to drive the Aurora home. It's gonna get towed away and donated here pretty soon.
So, we now have our first loan. Yay. We also owe the rest of our bill at the rent-to-own furniture store tomorrow. If that check from the bank doesn't come like promised, for the fourth time, we're basically screwed.
So, tomorrow, we get to call everyone on the Tuesday paper route and ask if they found a phone. If not...it's off to the AllTel store for us!
...So, yeah, we're dropping the bigger route even though it pays more, come late fall. I can't kill another car. One route is enough. But, of course, that means, we have to find yet another job.
Did I mention it's that time of the month for me, a female, as well?
Go adulthood!